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Protection

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It's currently half eleven at night, it's pitch black I'm in the middle of New York City and there is this creepy looking guy following me. Fucking brilliant.

I was studying the arts at NYDA (a prestigious college) and I've only been here for a week and I've already managed to get myself in bother.

Speed-walking down the pavement, I felt my heart pounding frantically in my chest. The man was still following me, my many attempts to shake him off failing miserably.

Suddenly on the quiet street, I spotted another man who looked to be around my age straight in front of me. Gulping, I decided to go through with my plan and I just prayed that the honey-haired brunette would play along.

Running up to the tall man, I warmly embraced him and he stood still, startled before hugging back.

"Who are you? What's going on?!" He whisper-shouted in my ear not releasing me from his embrace.

"I'm Luke and there's this creepy guy who's been following me for ages now, could you like pretend you know me or something I-

"Ashton, and of course I'll help you, what are you down for me to do"

"I don't really care just help" I squeaked.

Slowly Ashton slinked his arms back from around my waist and cupped my cheek instead. He then softly kissed me and caressed my back.

Blushing like a madman, I jumped up and wrapped my legs securely around his waist as Ash placed his hands firmly under my thighs to hold me up.

Resting my forehead against his, I tensed when I heard the creep's footsteps rapidly approaching.

"relax" Ashton soothed, stroking the nape of my neck.

Feeling two gnarly hands grabbing my waist from behind I shrieked the smell of cigarette smoke filling my nose.

"HEY!" Ashton shouted before pulling me from the man's grip in a swift movement.

He swung his fist, a satisfying crack heard when his knuckles connected with the elder's jaw.

"DON'T TOUCH HIM! GET LOST!" Ashton all but screamed in his face.

"Thanks" I said shyly

"No problem" he replied

He gently grabbed my wrist and got a biro from his pocket. He then proceeded to write on the upside of my hand.

"My number, in case anyone ever follows you again" he smirked before winking and sauntering off.

Smiling, with a joyous bounce in my step, I headed back to my small apartment, a massive grin spread across my face.